#and the dude just yeets his head at him i'm- amazing

[rzyraffek]

Slashers with y/n that just gets along with everything

Like slasher could litteraly kill somone near y/n and she would be like alr alr whats really important is that you are happy🤠😎. Im sorry that first 2character had super long headcanons while last ones have way less :( I had no ideas Request open!

Billy Lenz

He always expects some sort of negative response when he calls people and when he heard new voice on the Phone he got even more exited cuz new person new reaction! He totally didnt expect her to just go "yeah yeah sure buddy, anyways... how is your day man? Cuz im so so tired...*starts normal converstation*

He probably tries to stay in character but he is so caught of Guard he doesnt know how to react really (hehe the table has turn)

Now he kinda hopes that she will pick up cuz shes very intresting😈 billy likey

"Ew its this creep again! He is asking for you y/n? Of please dont tell me you befriended him??" "So what? He said hes favourite fruit is strawberry he cant be that bad!" *billy saying slurs on the phone*

You need to constantly tell him that, no Billy no harrasing women isnt sexy, you arent quirky, you are mentally ill

"Y/n i killed that bitch that was gossiping about you 🧍 " "👍good for you billy im glad you found healthy way to cope with that negative emotion😇" "on god"

His whole moral compass is created around the simple question 'does it hurt y/n?' .1:no it doesnt so feel free to do it .2 do not do it, she will ban Billy from sweets (bad ending)

The man from hush

This guy. This dude. This Little gremlin. He is upset that he gets no reaction! Like please oh please act all angy when he 'acidently' shot tire in her car! But oh no ofc no, she had to be like "oh its okay honey i have backup in garage🥰" hes like HHUH SINCE WHEN WE HAVE GARAGE

Like tbh thats how i imagine how they met: he saw her, he wanted to hunt her, she was so chill that she didnt even leave her household while the power was off and he went inside and just saw her having lil nap on couch. 🧍🤨erm exuse me gurl im trying to roleplay epic hunter here tf

He probably kidnaped her cuz she was too weird to just kill her but he didnt want to risk her calling police. He probably tied her up and yeeted her on backseats. And then she begun judging music on the radio"yo big guy can i get some good music taste?" "What? Whats wrong with Taylor Swift?"

He will overshare everything to kinda check where is her limit if it comes to being chill "yeah so i killed this old lady.." "im sure you had good reason🥰" "🤨... anyways... yeah so i was drinking some redbull when some guy said i look ugly so i shoot his head off and-" "HEY HEY hold up geez you CANT drink Energy drinks?? Bestie you know it is unhealthy?? Also you like hunt for sport it will ruin your condition!? How you gonna shoot people with shakey hands?? You crazy or something?" "Damn😔"

Micheal myers

I tried to put him here but i realised he will be as chill as her.

Like he can give her gifts covered in blood and she' just going to clean it and wear it like nothing happened or completley ignore it

He cares about this stuff as much as y/n so like not at all. I mean tbh theres is a bit of difrence: shes at least positive about it! Like "yeah micheal go for it, love🥰😇 i know its hard to cope with trauma take it all out alr?" Shes trying to be a good supporting gf not her fault she never had serial killer bf!

Brahms Heelshire

He lives for attention! What do you mean the war crime he commited this lunch break is okay!?!? Baby pleasee

But this negativity disapears the moment he realised he can get a lot of positive attention when he will do some nice stuff! "Oh honey I didnt kill any rats today" "oh that's amazing brahms I'm sure you and the rats inside walls will get along well soon🥰" (rats in walls bully brahms)

Please complement him or he will get a tantrum and destroy something

Brahms and rats have very hard past i might do seperate hc about that

Ghostface

"Look babe! My newest victim *shows photo*" "ugh baby...😰 you NEED to buy new camera or watch some youtube tutorials about how to take good photos" "aw man whats wrong with my pictures 😔"

Otherwise y/n supports his hobbies! People need to grow😇 (and he needs to grow up)

If theres 2ghostfaces(like in most movies) they will bet money on how long you gonna keep this 'do whatever as long as youre happy' act. Well they didnt know that this wasnt an act but her personality

Also they will probably try to use this chillnes aginst her like "oooh y/n something terrible happened! I crushed my car oh what will i do!" "Alr bestie i will drive you over there😇" "😈omg you are so nice i totally didnt expect that(heheh i dont need to pay for gas today (hes very evil))

[waywardsou2]

I just finished The Bad Batch. Season 3 Episode 15. The finale. Man that was a wild ride. And it was amazing, seeing Wreaker work though all of that pain he was in, seeing Hunter get yeeted by scrap metal, seeing Crosshair's FUCKING CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. All of them working so hard, Echo working with all the clones to fight for his brothers and sister. Emery deciding that she was going to try and do better and work with her brothers and sister. AAA.

WE SAW A SNIP IT OF TECH. Im sad we didn't get to see him for real but it was good enough, I knew as soon as Hemlock takes about project necromancer I suddenly knew where Tech was!

Older Omega and Hunter at the very end

CROSSHAIR AND HUNTER EXHAUSTED AND SO FUCKING SHAKY GOING AFTER AND FINALLY FUCKING SHOOTING HEMLOCK. THAT BITCH.

Seeing Wrecker break out of the confinement was some of the coolest shit I've ever seen. I was hocked watching the progression oml.

OMEGA BREAKING THE ZILO BEAST OUT. O H M Y F U C K I N G G O D S some badassery right there. I love her so much.

I'm so glad the kids got out too, I was so attached to them. holy heck I'm so glad they are ok.

DUDE THIS WAS MAD AND I LOVED EVERY SECOND OF IT

I cannot believe when it first came out I watched about 4 episodes and got bored. I come back to it a year or so later and BINGE THE WHOLE THING AND IM SO GLAD I DID.

I love The Bad Batch so much. I'm so happy for them that they got to have a family in the end, even if Echo was still out there and Tech wasn't with them. They got to be a family. I would do anything to be a part of that squad.

I would sell my organs just to get a hug from each of them. You have no idea. How much they mean to me.

I've never been that big on Star Wars, the premise was amazing to me but I just could get into it. BUT DAVE FILONI HAS RESTORED MY FAITH. His work has got to be my favourite out of the entire franchise.

I need to draw so much art of these guys soon and probably some one shots or head canons. I'll definitely be hoping for requests on my writing blog so if you wanna request something go for it.

Oh my god, this was a huge ramble but it needed to happen. I am so happy right now. The amount of stimming and how much I bit myself while watching that was insane and the dopamine is rushing through my veins right now.

[truths33k3r4]

CHAPTER 4 - 'Signs' of Life

" What are you doing? Get away from there."

Raphael's infamous frown adorned his face as he motioned for Mikey to leave the doorway.

" Oh come ON, DUDE! Aren't you curious at all about the OTHER MUTANT TURTLE?? Last I checked, we've never seen other mutants before. AND SHE'S ALSO A TURTLE!! Coincidence? I THINK NOT."

Mikey lifted his eyebrows in question. Raph sighed and rolled his eyes as he leaned onto the counter top and crossed his arms.

" Yeah, I s'pose I'm a little curious. But don't get too excited about her. Just cause she looks like us doesn't mean she'll immediately become our ally. We know nothin' about her."

Mikey sagged his arms in disappointment and groaned.

"Ok, Senior-Kill-Joy, so I should just assume she's our ENEMY?"

" No, Drama Queen, I'm sayin' we should stay on guard at all times. She could be dangerous."

"RAPH," Mikey flaunted his head, " YOU'RE dangerous. Does that make you my enemy? ANYONE could be a threat, but you shouldn't immediately assume they are! That right there is the fastest way to NEVER make any friends."

Raph grew a small smile on his face and loosened his arms a bit.

" It's also the best way to keep your head in the game and never let your guard down..."

In a blur, Raph pushed off the counter and wrapped his arms around Mikey's neck.

"... like that."

Mikey blinked in amazement and shock at the speed of Raph's attack.

" See, if you had been prepared and assumed I was a threat, then maybe, just maybe, you wouldn't have been caught so easily. Get my drift, little brother?"

Mikey begrudgingly nodded.

Then- in his retaliation- Mikey sloppily licked his tongue over Raph's arm.

Accordingly, Raph released his grip and squealed, wiping off the fresh river of spit pooled on his skin.

"GGYEEEIIII!!!! -MIKEY HAMATO, YOU'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT JUST HOW DANGEROUS I CAN BE......."

. . .

Lotus' eyes groggily opened as she gave a long sigh. Apparently she fell asleep? She turned her head over to see- Donnie? Don? Was that his name? He was still sitting next to her, but the humming was replaced with.. snoring. His head hung limp over his torso and his arms lay sprawled out on the floor. His glasses were hanging on his face by a thread.

' Guess his calming technique worked a little too well. '

Lotus couldn't help but softly chuckle at the sight, which resulted in Don startling himself awake, flinging his head up and yeeting his glasses into the abyss of the pile of clothes on the floor behind him.

" -WHA??!? I'M UP!!! Whhaaaa happened?" Don sucked the tiny bit of slobber from his lip and wiped it with the back of his hand. " ARE YOU OK?"

Lotus was now adorned with a full smirk on her face. She minimally nodded and placed her thumb to her plastron with her fingers pointed up. ( American Sign Language for- " I'm Fine." )

Don's eyes grew and his mouth opened the slightest bit. Then a huge smile sprung onto his face. After fishing through the pile of laundry for his glasses and returning them to his face, a thought came to his mind.

" Wait! You use ASL? ( American Sign Language) Who taught you that? Wait- oh shoot- are you deaf? Or- hard of hearing? ... WAIT NO. You- uh- you understood me fine earlier... Orrrr did you read my lips?"

Lotus' smirk blossomed into a small smile.

" I.. can...hear you. " She spoke. " I was taught by.." Lotus' eyes loomed onto the scars on her wrists. " ...them." Lotus winced a little as she massaged the invisible restraints that were once there. "They... didn't know I could speak. So.." She lifted both her hands and signed the words, " Taught. Me. ASL."

Don's smile quickly dissolved into a frown. And, using his own amount of knowledge with ASL, he signed back,

" I'm sorry. You. Past. Go. Through."

Lotus' smile also vanished as she turned her gaze away from Don to the ceiling. She let out a small huff from her nose. Her eyes glimmered from moisture but no tears dared to fall.

Don placed his hand on the edge of the bed and gave Lotus a shy smile. He could sense the need for silence at this moment. Ever since he was a kid, it was harder for him to understand how emotions worked, and how to deal with them accordingly. But thankfully, as a turtle of science, he had the perfect test subject to observe for that particular study: the most emotion-filled creature on the planet, his little brother. As the years passed, he studied and watched how Mikey would react to different situations. And he learned through it all how to eventually be able to comfort and help his brothers through tough times.

And with all that data in his brain now, he sensed that this was a moment for quiet. Don still stayed by Lotus' side, but this time, no words came from his lips. Not even a hum.

As someone who was taught for two years how to do ASL, and knowing that Rise of the TMNT had their Donatello signing, I really wanted to incorporate it into my story with one of the characters signing. :) In my universe, Don learned Sign Language as a kid. ( along with all his brothers.) Splinter taught them all when they first arrived at his home in the sewers 12 years ago. Splinter didn't know if they were capable of speech, so he taught them a somewhat easy way to be able to communicate. :)

If you have any questions about my story or characters, I'd love to hear them! You can go ahead and send me an ask or message! :)

That's all! To God be the glory!

~ Melissa

Masterpost <- PRIOR CHAPTER NEXT CHAPTER ->

[having-conniptions]

Love In The Air episode 8 live reaction under the cut (long post)

I was gonna watch the new episodes of Link Click and Jujutsu Kaisen but I saw the PrapaiSky preview and I need it RIGHT NYEOW

I can already tell they're gonna be the death of me

Wait this looks familiar... timeskip back to the race Rain and Sky snuck into?

Yup, definitely. The dude with the half-jorts is there lmao

I am SO ready to watch everything play out from Sky's and/or Prapai's perspective

And THAT'S when Prapai spots Sky. Bruh if I were Sky I'd have melted right then and there with Prapai smiling like that

He immediately has a soft spot for Sky huh

"He's my boy" not yet baby

He's lecturing Sky but he also saved his ass

Sky's annoyed face when Prapai tries to touch his face WE LOVE A STRONG BITCH

Oh that is NOT how a relationship should start PRAPAI I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU DON'T PULL THIS SHIT

I mean at least Sky told him to take what he wanted

And honestly Sky is really going for it so I guess it's not that bad but it's still some weird power dynamic / blackmailing shit soooo... eh

OH WOW

Lmao at the same time Phayu is lecturing Rain until Rain kisses him - idk if I love getting a recap of the whole first half of the series but I guess it helps put the PrapaiSky scenes in a chronological context while also slowing down the pacing so it's not all over in 2 episodes

Ok Sky is mad and I am confused bc how much of what happened did he actually want? He seemed rather enthusiastic but when Pai went for a second round Sky looked rather grumpy but told him to "bring it on" regardless? Very very dubious consent and Sky feeling used afterwards...

"Single life is the best. I can sleep with whoever I want" oh Mr. Braces over here is a player huh? How old is this kid??? Lmao

Poor Sky he deserves to be loved, not used

Aaaaa the montage of PrapaiSky thinking about each other / trying to forget

IT'S BEEN THREE MONTHS

THAT'S A WHOLE QUARTER OF A YEAR THAT'S A WHOLE ASS SEASON

Hehehehe Prapai is such a player... but he can't go through with it because he can't get Sky out of his head, classic

3 months later Prapai is still replaying that night in his head huh... (riding his bike while thinking about Sky riding him)

Lmao Sky is reading Demon Slayer (I already spotted the figurine in his room a while ago)

Hahahaha the little reference to the source material of the series

"I don't know who you are. But if you're trying to annoy me, I'm hanging up." I LOVE HIS SASS

"In case you didn't know, humans are warm-blooded. And I'm a human. It's normal for my body to be hot. You don't have to help me, cause I don't associate with cold-blooded animals. Farewell." I SWEAR HE HAS THE BEST LINES LMAO

HE'S SO SASSY ICONIC SAVAGE HE'S THAT BITCH

Prapai is just being a bit of a creep rn

The way Sky just yeets his phone

Lmao Pai is already so whipped

Wtf is that chicken dance

"You've met P'Pai, haven't you?" awkward......

Hahaha Sky putting the pieces together "Wind... Prapai."

ALSO I JUST REALIZED I FIGURED OUT THEY HOOKED UP AND THEN DIDN'T SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN (before we actually saw what happened) I CONNECTED THE DOTS CALL ME SHERLOCK HOLMES

Sky needs a ride, HOW CONVENIENT

"Rain doesn't know about us, does he?" THERE IS NO "US" YOU GUYS HOOKED UP ONCE THAT'S NOT "US"

I love that Sky is standing his ground

Pai you're being cringe

So the reason why Sky rejects Prapai is because he doesn't believe Pai is actually interested in him beyond sex and thinks he's just gonna use him 😭 awwww baby nooo you're amazing and that's why he will fall in love with you and give you the world 😭❤️

SKY IS SUCH A SAVAGE I LOVE HIM

Ok sunflowers are cool I'd be thrilled to get a whole bouquet of them

Oh he's calling him! Oh he has him saved as psycho... 💀

He's hesitating to throw away the flowers!!

Bonus scene: "sometimes sexy. Occasionally sad. Mysterious at times." That's how he sees Sky huh xD

[thevoidbutwithselfesteemissues]

Season 1 Episode 2

Thoughts.

Previously!

Locker roooommmm

STILES AND SCOTTS REACTION TO THE REALISATION ON WHO SHOT SCOTT

AHAHAH THEY ARE SO FLABBERGASTED.

Stiles not knowing how to help and just tells him to focus on lacross

Mood

Also Scott's break down over it lmao

AND STILES TRIPPING HAHA

God I hate lacross

Lmao give Greenberg shit

"My grandmother can move faster then that. And she's dead."

Glowy eyes!!

Mcalls gonna do it again Mcalls gonna do it again Mcalls gonna do it again

VIOLENCE

RIGHT HERE??

Derek ominously standing. Judging

nuu dont hurt stiles.

PARKOR

Fire extinguisher smart!

Stiles just casually saying you tried to kill me after spraying him with a fire extinguisher is amazing.

Stiles is being responsible and reasonable

SCOTT DID YOU NOT HERE HIM????

Title screennnnnnnnn

H o u s e

She's so supportive taking Saturday off because he's playing aw.

Her saying that however may cause major issues.

DUDE

THE DRUG TALK IS HAHSDIFH

Her face God she's so concerned and confused lolol

Stiles is a dork lmaooo.

Because he's a tool.

Stiles saying they're counting on him is an awful thing to say at this point in time.

He's a golden retriever

DEREK!

LMAO MENACINGLY GRABS AND PINS

Fair but dude this is a child who doesn't know what they're doing.

Tone it down a bit der

DONT THREATEN TO KILL HIM???

DUDE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE'S DOING??

Is stiles still on call?

Coach is hilarious

Love him.

Having problems with agression? Play lacross.

We don't care if you hurt someone.

What you did to Jackson doesn't matter.

Coach if fair to say this. You can't show commitment, you can't play.

"My mum, she's nothing."

DUDE.

Also the look of concern Allison gives when he says that.

Real.

She included stiles!! She's so real for that.

If you date someone you gotta be nice to their friends too.

Spooky how'd that get there.

ALSO SCOTT STOP IT

wait is it scott?

Also why is the hallway empty???

Lydia real.

Spy on his dad.

THIS TEEN ROMANCE IS KILLING ME.

FREE ME FROM THIS HELL.

GOD I HATE TV SHOW ROMANCE IT ALWAYS SUCKS.

Yeah you Sass him for dissing your friend who's been nothing but kind to you.

Scott you're being so creepy.

Like. Ew.

Good job Allison he's showing so many red flags stay clear of him.

OH GOD THAT HOUSE.

Scott don't be so mad

Also love how Derek get ominous noise and then just. Appears.

HEY DONT BE RUDE TO STILES

but I guess fair you don't know him.

Saying he's doesn't know it yet but your looking out for him???

Maybe explain???

AND HE'S GONE!

How does he do it???

I need to know.

So cool.

Stiles is so awkward lmao.

Scott not judging him for these things is such good friend behaviour.

Hospital

STILES YOU ARE SO AWKARD.

SHES JUST A PERSON.

Stiles you are giving major creep vibes.

Please stop.

SHE HEARD NOTHING LMAOOOOOOO.

GET IGNORRREEDDD

Honestly that Was the nicest thing.

Cause he just made a total fool of himself and instead of giving him shit for it she pretend she heard nothing.

And you know she did. Like did you see her facial expressions?

You are so not inconspicuous Scotty boy.

That was so sus.

Ah dead people place.

This is so sus.

Why you looking at a dead body?

WHY'D YOU LEAVE THE SHEET UP IDIOT??

YOU ARE SO GONNA GET CAUGHT!!

please don't kiss.

They kissed..

Stiles looks so done.

Stiles asking the real questions.

Also that was deflection Scott.

Answer the question.

DEREK!

He's in his car that was not there last time.

J e e p.

Too perfectly timed.

Sassy Stiles yippee.

OH

ITS A WOLF HEAD.

Fl ow e r

Real stiles, he is so unprepared.

Take the flower.

MAGIC RED LOOP

That's alot of rope

Dead girl now.

Judgy stare is back

Also why is he here. Dude. Have a better place.

P l e a s e

Scott is so done with stiles recklessness.

"I'm not afraid of you. Okay maybe I am."

Stiles sweetie

Derek that was hot.

HAHAHA

Deserved.

The dad is here!!

HAHAHA GET CAUGHT STILES!

Smartass lmao.

I love him so much.

How is the house standing up that well by the way?

Wasn't it burnt down?

Stiles I love you.

He's so curious about this.

Bag yeeted.

No more Scott.

GET OFF THE ROOF YOU CREEPY STALKER!!

Oh gross.

Where are his eyebrows??

Sees his face. Freaks out.

Mood.

Also jumping off the roof like that was so dumb.

OH CAR!!

Chris is so confused and like fair. I would be too if a teenage boy just appeared and rolled off my car.

Also Allison was upstairs how'd she get there so quickly??

Dork.

But good excuse.

Chis is also so concerned.

Lacross. Ew.

✨️ Sensory overload ✨️

He really should swear.

It feels awkward that he doesn't.

AND TOO BAD.

YOU'RE STUCK WITH THIS NOW.

GET OVER IT.

Stiles. Stiles you are making it worse.

But I feel your anxiety.

God I hate lacross.

Couldn't have been any other sport.

Coach your lack of care for his health is concerning.

Stiles is anxiety in a bottle.

I'm so uninterested in watching sport.

In team fighting yippee

Oh God his anger is gonna be bad nooo.

But Allison support your friend yeah

Jackson in asshole mode.

But he did like fuck up your shoulder so.

Glowy eyes again.

DID HE JUST GROWL??

Ref he is not okay take him off.

Other team so confused and scared lmao.

Stiles is the only one who knows what's up.

How many signs does Lydia have????

Allison looks so done with lydia

STOP BEING A RABID DOG SCOTT

WOA

Off his shoulder he goes.

Stiles is so happy for Scott this is great.

LYDIA AND JACKSON'S FACES LMAOOOOOOO

YEAH COACH YOU TELL EM

HAHA INTIMIDATION

Love coach doing to talk to stiles.

??????????

HE BROKE THE NET??????

IS THAT ALLOWED??

Scott's mum is so confused but happy.

STOP BEING A RABID DOG SCOTT MCALL!!

OOo breakdown scene??

Red visionnn

Shout out to him Allison please.

Or just talk that works too

Again stiles being excited for his friend.

He's having a panic attack and chis is putting the pieces together.

Glass break.

Here is my breakdown scene.

Allison is concerned for him sweet.

Also he's on the beams

He looks so dumb I can't

And Allison why are you in the boys locker room? Pervert.

How's he good at pretending he ain't wolf?

Probably denial

YOU SHOULD NOT HANDLE THAT KINDA WEIRD!!

THATS STALKER WEIRD.

ITS TOXIC BEHAVIOUR WEIRD.

This is so cringe.

DONT KISS

EWWWW

THEY KISSEEEDDDD

GROSSSSSSSSS

Maybe it's not that bad?

YOU OKAY WITH BEING FURRY NOW??

PLEASE SAY YES

Derek is freeeeeeeeee

IT'S REVEALED THE BODY IS DEREKS SISTERRRR

G l o v e

Jackson got glove!!

Jackson is sus of glove

DEREK HALE YOU GOTTA STOP APPEARING LIKE THAT!!

IT'S GETTING CONCERNING!!

[sleepydross]

"Perimortem"

Chapter Three: Body And Blood

Warnings: Detailed Gore, dismemberment, vampiric feeding, significant destruction, violence, some implied sexual content.

Hi. Welcome to Chapter Three. Do me a favor okay? Mind the content warnings, I'll try to do them comprehensively on every chapter. Mind the tags, if you want to find story posts easily, search 'Perimortem Story,' every post will have this tag. If you like my work please reblog I guess, I'd like people to read it. <3 Thank you. I'll also include a link to chapter one, at the bottom. <3 >>>>>>.

"I'm telling you, Okvak, I'm… I'm… gonna throw up, no… No, okay. Guts settled, fuck. So I got Xuka alone last night, he and I had some… some fun," Pon slurred, drunkenly, and insistently. Okvak stared at his compatriot, an impite with four eyes, two arms, and a classic imp's tail, but an arachite's ears. He was cute, absolutely, even if he was a mess - and he was a MESS.

"There's no way. I've seen him with his knot out, he's fuckin' huge, man," Okvak said, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag. The impite beside him was pissing into the sand, and considering he was four foot nine, it was almost amazing how long he could piss. Okvak was flagging already, and it was annoying being beaten out on bladder capacity by a tater tot he could pick up and yeet over the horizon. "Like, it'd come out your mouth."

"Nah, nah. You know I've been practicing, besides, he's more girth than length," Pon told him.

Okvak, sighing, gave himself a shake and got to work on his zipper. He conceded, tiredly, with, "yeah… that's true. Still, one day, you're gonna sneeze and your guts will fly out your ass."

"Dude, gross, and no - too much Arachite in me, and you know, I had that geneslip a bit ago, make me more elas-"

There came a sound like the sharp TWIP of a bullet whizzing past, and something hit the sand twenty feet from the warehouse. Pon staggered backwards, wheezing, and frantically did up his pants. "That wasn't me, I didn't do that, my dick can't do that."

"Stop drinking on the job, fuckwit," Okvak muttered, lightly slapping the back of his head. "And zip up. We need to find out what the fuck that was."

"Do we have to? I don't see anything moving out there," Pon muttered - but he zipped up just the same, drawing his sidearm a soon as he could. His succubine compatriot flicked on his own sidearm's tac light, and they both peered at a cloud of thick dust. The air was unusually still for Vanity's Run. "Fuck, fine. I guess we do."

Both of them slipped on their stormguard helmets and marched off of the paved edge-drive around the warehouse, taking care to give their boots time to adjust once they were on the fine sands. That close to the pools, the sand started getting downright powdery at times - harder to walk on, without arachite feet, or hound feet… the Taurosi could manage well enough, too, with their wide hooves…

Neither of them were availed of such luxuries, and Okvak weighed enough that without mobility boots, he'd struggle.

"What do you think it was?" Pon asked, over their comms net, his mouth not making a sound.

"Who fucking knows. Came from centerward, could be some poor fuck got half eaten by some aerial asshole and it dumped the rest here," the big man replied in kind, relying on implants and his own voice library instead of his vocal chords. "Could be some test weapon from Vaingloria. Harkin labs firing off some new bullshit cannon and not giving a shit if-"

"Shut, the fuck, up," Pon hissed. They were deep in the dust cloud, and as it began to settle, they could see a mound in the sand, built up around something indistinct, hazy. "Why is it shit that hits the hardest never goes as deep as you expect, huh? In the sand, I mean?"

"Focus up," Okvak spat, holstering his sidearm, a dull dread rising up in him. "Something's wrong. Safties off. I'm invoking Unknown Threat protocols."

Pon turned to him, head tilted, and then holstered his pistol and took up his slung sub-machine gun, nodding. If Okvak was serious, he'd get serious - and he did, using his left hand to support the gun while he used his right to draw a rapid injector from his belt. With a hiss-SNAP, he dumped the payload into his neck, and shuddered as his kidneys kicked up and his liver went apeshit, purging the alcohol as fast as possible. He'd have to piss again, and it'd both be blue, and burn a bit, but…

But he and Okvak had run together so long that he wasn't gonna put his bestie at risk.

"Move around, approach left, I'll approach right, watch your field of fire," Okvak ordered. Pon sent a confirmation and stalked rapidly over the sand, silent in motion, SMG at the ready.

The impact site was really an impact trail, and whatever had hit had managed to hit at a relatively low angle. Glinting in the sand, chunks of luxencrystal were rapidly degrading, flaring brightly as their dust choked flashlight beams played over them, pale pink in color.

"…hey Pon, got a theory," Okvak said, softly.

"Love to hear it," the impite muttered. Both of them were ascending the glittering sand, and at the peak, they stopped, aiming their weapons down into the end of this bizarre impact.

"I think they threw someone from the sky, Pon," he said, frankly, as they stared at the smoldering two-thirds-of-a-creature laying motionless in the sand. "And whoever it was… somehow… managed to, while burning alive, build a sail out of luxencrystal to glide away from the pools."

"So we should shoot the fucker?" Pon asked - it was a serious question. The Reconnection of the planes had turned an already fucked up, scary world full of magic into an even more fucked up, even scarier world full of even more magic. Really, there was no telling what a smokey corpse with no lower legs could do - if it even was a corpse.

Answering that horrible dread in his gut, Okvak answered by pulling the trigger. The syncplants in their heads sent ghosts of the sensation to Pon, who opened fire with barely a millisecond of delay, a sonic boom meeting those from their bullets and rippling past them.

Both stopped, quickly, after only three shots from the succubus's shotgun, and seven rounds from Pon's weapon. The smoldering corpse was simply gone, their bullets having struck sand.

Both of them triggered their Last Call implants and prepared for the worst, quickly sliding down the mound to come together side by side at the bottom, the stink of burnt flesh still pervading the spot.

"We gonna die, Ok?"

"A roasty toasty terrible crispy corpse just moved so fast it kicked off a shockwave, buddy. We're fucked," he replied, without a hint of fear. "I'm ready. Are you?"

"As I'll ever be. Ain't like we haven't earned it," he hissed. "…like that botch job in Avarice…"

He looked to Okvak's headless corpse, blood squirting from messily torn arteries, hanks of muscle and tendons hanging in tatters, twitching oddly. Something, that corpse, probably, twisted his head off like the top off a fucking bottle.

"Well, shit, buddy, given what you did to that guy out in Grist, you fuckin-"

Pon's words died in his throat, when it split as his head was twisted viciously and abruptly. Charred fingers twisted it around a second time and then ripped, pulling the skull and head away and casting it far into the sand. A rasping, choking thing hauled itself too-rapidly over the edge, tumbling in its quickness - and blood flowed from open veins onto it, triggering instinct.

Instinct was all that was left.

Crunching its own charred flesh, the legless corpse rolled, clawing its way up the smaller one and pressing its skull to the remains of its neck. Minutes passed, as blood flowed into its ruined maw… and then muscle fibers began to peel away, discarded, ruined. The charred flesh, ruined fur, all of it sloughed slowly off as this thing drank, eventually gulping the blood up, lapping at it, its face growing back first.

But the small one only had so much blood, and it scrambled to the other and kept sucking. For a moment it hesitated, and then… it retched as its lower jaw split, and tentacular effusions erupted forth - and then, guided by that same horrible instinct… it forced those 'tongues' into the largest vessels. This creature's ribs split, and its back expanded as it sucked, before jets of faint steam burst forth from expanded torso, and it deflated.

Tiny pops emitted from near its spine as those ribs reconnected.

When it reared back, its tentacular feeding tongues jerked free of the corpse, and it left the creature panting, on its knees, muscles weaving around sluggishly crystalizing bone.

"…legs…" it rasped.

"Some injuries require more substantial feeding, good you learn that now," The Thing You Can't Defeat said, blithely. "Come on, eat up. If you don't, you'll finish dying."

Grunting, the half-skinless creature bowed its head, and used its canine-like houndite jaws to rip and tear at the flesh. It gagged. It choked. It tried to throw it up, begged for itself to - but it wouldn't.

It couldn't.

That vicious instinct overtook her, overwhelmed her, and for a time… she was just a thing, again, an animal. The Thing You Can't Defeat watched in earnest, as this wretched, sobbing thing ate more and more, stripping to the bones. Bone crystalized rapidly. Almost before the toes were done boning up, in fact, muscle tissue had woven down through the ankle and into the upper foot, tendons unspooling amid regenerative 'legging.'

TTYCD had always enjoyed legging, meki particulate tracing lines through the air as it 'printed' the tissue, like a mass of needle-thin-legged spiders engulfing the area.

It had mere moments to appreciate this as the voracious abomination sucked marrow from bones and then chewed them down for the calcium, its triple-jaw powerful, delightfully so. In minutes, the larger corpse was naught but bone shards and tatters, the sand soaked in black-red under the guttering light of dissolving luxencrystal chunks. Redacted sat on the sand, gnawing on an impish femur.

Discovering it partially hollow, due to arachite physiology, the creature hissed at it, lower jaw spreading - and then threw it to the sand.

"All done?" one seventh of the Grimmest Reaper asked, politely.

It rose, its fur bursting from blackened skin. Its eyes had gone strange, the coloration closer to the rich, scarlet luster of damnatium-gold, than simple gold itself. Eyes, stripped of whiteness, flooded with blood that turned her sclera dark and odd, shot to it, and it moved-

It thought it moved, but its feet didn't go anywhere. Telekinetic restraints, flat bands, bound it in place - and when it tried to use the horrible power of its deep well, they flared bright with binding runes.

The Thing You Can't Defeat stepped up, and slapped her across the face so hard her lower jaw-halves separated, joints broken. In seconds, after her face was washed in meki-legging for a moment, she stared at it, the blood draining from her eyes, leaving behind only thick, bulging-fat veins. These veins diminished just as quickly as the red faded from her golden eyes.

"Welcome back," it said.

"I hate you," Redacted spat. "I hate Nisal more."

"Good, good, hate is a good motivator - or was that horniness? You messy living are so funny," it replied, clapping its hands together like a tourist seeing a mascot character in costume at Luciferia Historical Park. "Anyhow, you have now fed. If you get like that again, better find your ass a spotter to bust you out of it, or you'll go on a killing spree - try not to get burned for a long time, dismembered too much, lose too many organs, get your head blown off - oh, and avoid coldiron, bonesteel or damnatium-silver stakes to the chest. Got it? Marvelous, I have so much other shit to do."

"WAIT, WHAT DO I DO NOW!?" she demanded, frightened by its haste.

It stared at her.

"Try not to die, dickshit - and find some sandpounder clothes, honey, if you dress like a Skyli you're getting popped, literally," it replied, turning its back on her, revealing that the mirror tiles that made its face up were double sided. Perhaps, she thought, they weren't tiles at all - but the brain fog was hitting, fast. "Toodles."

And then, it was gone, and she was alone, naked, in the desert of Hell.

"Fuck," she said. "FUCK!"

And nothing changed. Redacted really was-

She stared, a cold, prickley sensation dribbling down her spine like globs of thick syrup. For a little bit, while it stuck around, it seemed like there was some greater purpose - why give her power, save her, for nothing? The Thing You Can't Defeat was a fucking enigma, and… nothing on the ground would fit her.

Gritting her teeth, she thought about sitting down in the sand for a while, and just… crying. But there wasn't time. An operator had to be strong, and stoic, unaffected or at minimum, in control. There was no time for horror, no time for-

Her eyes wandered over the corpses on the ground and her hand flew to her mouth. In place of all of that gore, she saw the gorefield left behind by that horrible new weapon her sister had employed. She saw people she knew every day, disemboweled, cut to pieces, she-

"If you don't want to kill more people, you should run," TTYCD whispered, right in her ear. A quick rounding told her that it wasn't there, it was just… a figment. Maybe… hallucination.

Frantic, Redacted scrambled up the impact slope, poking her head over the top. Headlights played over the short rectangular building she had landed near. Terrified, she looked to the corpses, and then back to the lights.

"Okay. Run. Run fast, like… like a monster," she panted, sliding back down the slope and coming to a stop in a mess of gore. Trying not to gag, she rose, throwing her hands out, and called upon the well of power inside of her. Meki particulate boiled out of a central point, and formed ribbons of black in the air. As fast as she could, she built out an absolutely sloppy thermomatic spell, turned, and fired it off.

A dozen men rushed down into the sand, and as they drew near, frost coated the grit underfoot. The temperature dropped. All scant moisture in the air was sucked out, and their lips cracked.

"HIT THE GRIT!" their commander barked - and they dove sandward, covering their heads with their arms.

Mere seconds later, the thermal energy concentrated into a small, isolated mass of atomic material was released, and the explosion that resulted roared skywards. No one saw a houndite shape, four armed and nude, running at speed into the pitch black.

The commander staggered to his feet, and stalked towards the blast zone.

"What the fuck was that?" he demanded, staring at the molten glass 'crater.'

"Thermomantic magic, powerful," his team arcanametrics technician said, stepping up beside him. "It was spellwork, for sure, not natural thaumic excession. Too rigid."

"…and the guys?"

"Their signals disappeared. Atomized," the hound said, tugging out his phone to take notes. "I'll get a report together for your, uh, difficult conversation with the duke."

"Good. Do so. I want to know who killed those two fuckwads," he spat, fists clenched. The technician looked up, blinking, having seldom seen an expression of such intense rage on the taurosi's bovine features.

"Sir?" he asked. "Personal?"

"Hardly, they were scumbags - but that kind of magic, that's a threat," the huge man grunted, turning from the glowing glass and activating his comms implant. "Spread out, and get gliss out there. Grid up, you know the drill - but be quiet. No running lights, nothing - let's keep this private, for now."

A chorus of affirmatives met his orders. With a huff, the Commander opened a line to HIS boss.

"Hello, Oggie," the Duke of Vaingloria said, demurely. "Something… wrong, darling?"

"Sir, my name is still Ogast, and I prefer it used in full," he said. The Duke chuckled.

"I love your backbone, so… unyielding. What has happened?"

"Something hit the sand and then atomized two of our contractors near one of the exterior pool warehouses, pool fourteen. Investigating. Spellwork was involved, wasn't fauna, sir," he said. "I'll have a report to you as soon as demonly possible, sir."

For a time, there was silence on the line - the Duke had muted - and then… a soft, heavy exhale came through. Breathily, the Duke said, "very good, Ogast. Check the warehouse… make sure there's nothing, ah… amiss. Oh, easy now… I'm sensitive."

"Y… Yes sir, I'll leave you to your work, sir," he said. The Duke hung up, and he slumped, exhausted by their every conversation.

Turning back, he watched his tech taking measurements from the glassed area, and grunted, "Hate this fucking job."

>>>>>>>>>>>>>. Link to Chapter One

[bun-fish]

@britcision your amazing tags have sparked me more Ideas

they absolutely would!!

Danny is not pleased. the spikes get so sticky afterwards and it's not like he can just wipe it off with some Kleenex.

But as long as they made s'mores for him to munch on he's not complaining. So much.

Crown of the Ghost King? Never heard of it. The Stove of Hell, however...

Breaking News: the GK Crown is now kitchenware.

I'm picturing the Fentons throwing a party or something, probably celebrating Jazz getting into uni. they invited lots of people, most came for the renowned Fudge, some came to see the party to crash itself; others (read: A-listers) came to crash the party.

Danny has been assigned the task to set up the snack table. He doesn't mind: it's for Jazz, and he gets to wisk some fudge while putting things out. Maddie had brought out a whole sack of camping marshmallows for him to deal with, and would you please go check if the fireplace is still working, Danny?

Danny dutifully went to see what's going on in the Fenton's fireplace.

short answer: It didn't work.

Long answer: when he turned on the fireplace (it's one of those electric ones) green flames flickered on, then off, along with a cloud of ashes that made him sneeze. Hard. With a ghost fueled breath, the entire thing combusted and made itself a nice little potal. Which proceeded to suck itself in, leaving a hole in the wall behind. Cool.

Not cool.

"Fenton" and "Electric" and "Fire" and "On Button" never mixed well together. Danny should have saw that coming.

Well, the fireplace was gone. What replacements did they have? Danny mentally went down the list. He didn't trust the Fenton Griller; it had eaten all their food last time they had a backyard grill. With similar reasons, the Fenton Stove is a no-go. Maybe the Fenton Flame Thrower...?

Nah. Too risky.

The bag of marshmallows sagged sadly under his loosened grip. The party will be starting in an hour, how was he supposed to get the marshmallows set up? Their s'mores came a close second to the Fudge.

"Hey dude, your mom's asking if you got any meetings with CW scheduled tomorrow. Said she needs hands to clean up 'the dumpster fire this house will surely become'."

Tucker.

"I'm free tomorrow," Danny said, tearing his eyes away from the sad marshmallows. "CW stated as long as I got 5 hours of sleep per night this month, I'm free of any pre-king trainings until December. "

Which he was trying very hard to achieve. He was on his 1 week strike of Acceptable Sleep Time For A Half-Dead Boy. Jazz had been jazzed when he informed her of his accomplishment.

"I don't fancy a King-Stuff-related meeting anytime soon, thank you very much. CW insisted I have them in my ghost king get-up, and I can't see a thing half of the time with that big, stupid piece of..."

He paused.

"Of...?" prompted Tucker.

"... metal. Around my neck."

Tuck did the kind of snort-laugh only he could do.

"Ahhhh, yes, The Magnificent Cone Of Shame-"

Danny threw a marshmallow at him. Traiter.

It was that exact moment, that something, something sparked in Danny's head.

An Idea. A solution.

He turned to Tucker, eyes going to the yeeted-marshmallow he caught and was now munching on without a care in the world. Back to Tucker.

A mischievous smirk spreaded across his face.

"Forget the Cone of Shame- if you laugh again I'm keeping all the fudge from you- it's the Griller of Hell now."

A few seconds passed, and there was the identical grin blooming on his best friend's, marshmallow-stuffed, face.

That evening, on the Fenton's snack table:

Bonus: the Cone of Shame, featuring LBM

DPxDC Prompt where Danny gets ghost king summoned by the JL, but it’s one of those “crown too big for he gotdamn head” situations, and not in a way that looks cool.

It’s just completely obscuring his face, sat on his shoulders with tufts of white hair poking out. 

Danny’s only glad they can’t see him blushing (and that he can hide the damn thing when he’s not actively forced to reveal the artifacts by, say, a fucking summoning).

[andyridgeley]

i think my favorite random joe mazzello role was when he played a dumb teen that got killed by the headless horseman in this tv movie i used to be obsessed with and that to me is beautiful 

[laski-and-sage]

Accidental AU no.2 — Streamer/Twitch AU

Well, this appears here and there in our discussions but still, Sage and I don't do anything else with it, so you may as well have it lmao

WHAT IF...... Hellsing Ultimate characters were Twitchstreamers?

- Don't get me wrong: the organizations are still there and the characters are still what they are (like...Alu's still a vamp etc.), they just have.....more freetime

- and of course they're further in the future cus if i remember correctly twitch wasn't that popular in 1999 xD

- Seras would play cute lil idle games like Stardew Valley but could still beat yo ass in any shooter

- Integra would play hidden object games only

- she'd insist that it helps her relax after a stressful day of work....but that still won't mean that she doesn't rage when she can't find something

- Pip plays Battlefield and CoD for life. If its a shooter, he's playing it.

- Alucard, surprising as it is, is the Minecraft person!

- building stuff is very therapeutic to him, he'd build stuff and scenes from his memories and past just to deal with them a bit better

- there would be a battlefield, maybe his castle, the scaffold he died on, the palace he was held hostage on – so much dark stuff but his viewers would be none the wiser :D

- they'd be just amazed by his creativity etc.

- they wouldn't even know he's a vampire, he's just some dude with a weird aesthetic and a damn good greenscreen to make it look like he lives in a dungeon....and is that a coffin in the background?? Just aesthetic :DD

- Imagine him sucking at shooters--

- Anderson being a pro at ANY game, especially at the very popular ones

- you learn much in an orphanage and if its just playing videogames with the kids

- Pip is the kind of streamer that invites all sorts of other people to his streams.

- the Hellsing squad and his men being the main people

- Streams with Alucard as guest are wild

- Pip still plays shooters, Alucard still sucks at it.... doesn't hinder him on trying

- "how tf do i shoot??" *Accidentally crouches*

- Pip is wheezing

- his character just afks somewhere, pips head is just placed on the table, he's completely quiet and just his fist slams against the very same table

- the poor guy just can't breathe

- at some point Iscariot is present during such a stream

- Alucard still sucks so Anderson just yeets him out of his chair

- legit. Ur in stream watching Alucard and suddenly a slam and he isn't there anymore lmao

- well, then there is this guy in priestgown casually sitting down and grabbing the headset

- of course there are protests in the background but Alucard has to play civil cus of public

- Anderson just slays it

- suddenly Pip has a very serious opponent

- "okay, so we're back in business! An honour to play with ya, padre!"

- respects™

- Alucard just watches in the background, suffering in silence

- "why can't this guy be on our team??" Yup, Pip complains about loosing

- now the paladin is established as one of Pips guests as well

- Organizations aside, this is gamer pride we're talking about. (Is there even such a thing? Eh)

This is all we have for now but since this appears here and there in our discussions, i'm sure more headcanons are to be added.

Still, if you want to use this AU, feel free to do so. Just tag us if you do! We'd love to read/see it!

[hollandorks]

Marie, sweet Marie. Oh man. First I suspect her, then I think she’s dead, then I’m back to suspecting her, and now I’m sitting in my bed like “like alright, looks like I was wrong.” Is it wrong I still don’t trust her despite her being drugged? Like she could be pulling a Sharon Stone move from that movie Basic Instinct. Realistically, she’s probably not involved. However, I’m going to remain distrustful of her. Probably because I’d rather be right than wrong, even though I am most definitely wrong now.

I love how she heard Bruce and then it was just Batman. Like girl, put the pieces together. She’s seen him with black stuff around his eyes twice. Granted, she immediately passed out the second time but still. And then she heard his voice. I hope she somehow realizes the shirt is his. I’d also like her to realize after the car chase that Batman is richer than god. There is no way someone who is not that rich could be Batman given the tools he has. And given that Bruce only really seems to really be around at night and is also richer than god it’s likely he’s Batman.

I love that Batman was like “don’t kill him.” She was just like “bitch? What?” Flabbergasted because what does he think he just did? Gently took him off the motorcycle and pat him on the head? He yeeted that man off the motorcycle. Dude is either dead or gravely injured.

I love how she went with him to save Marie. That’s sisterhood baby. I’m hoping she gets taken eventually. She’s always like “maybe I’ll put myself in danger.” I’m thinking “yes but no.” No because it’s stupid, yes because I imagine it would cause a lot of angst. I love angst. #1 fan of angst.

Love the chapter! It was amazing! You’re amazing! I can’t wait to read more!

🦇

Love the Basic Instinct reference, and also that you want to be right more than anything 😂 You'll have to see!

All of these things are valid re: her not realizing they're the same person. Again: you'll see! I know that's such a cop out but 😅 I don't want to accidentally spoil anything. But yes she'd have to realize Batman is richer than god just based on his crazy car with like....a literal plane engine.

"He yeeted that man off the motorcycle" 😂 yes he definitely did. During action-y and/ or superhero movies I'm always thinking how they say "don't kill them!" Then maim the shit out of them somehow. Or give them brain damage from knocking them out. This is definitely something I thought of when watching the movie too (especially that part where Gordon is like no, no guns is your thing dude)

I am also the #1 fan of angst in case you couldn't tell by how I'm writing things so far. No spoilers for anything but the angst is far from over oops

Thanks for always sending your thoughts!! I look forward to them every time I post 🥺

[yuuminni]

*comes barreling into ur ask box* okay but yuuji's growth just makes me sad??? like he's such a warm character in the first chapters but slowly but surely as the story progresses he grows more and more colder, like there's a weird sense of melancholy that just doesn't seem to go away every time i see him in a manga panel even in the first chapter because like, to me yuuji is such a lonely character? like he has friends yeah, but its the kind of friends that drifts apart just as easy as it came (i would know because i've been there, still am honestly, it's easy to form relationships but its hard to keep them from drifting and falling apart), at least that's what i feel anyways.

and now that feeling is now dialed up to an eleven when he said "i'm just a cog" and that he doesn't care about the fever hakari oh so raves about, because yuuji is still a child who grew up too fast and suffered so much that he's so, so tired now, can't he just rest? but he can't rest because resting means giving up and giving up means letting sukuna win and sukuna winning means more people dying and yuuji's already lost so so much—his only family, a friend, his partner-in-crime, and his mentee, and there's so much blood on his hands (two little girls who just want their father back, and most—if not all of shibuya itself) and while it is sukuna's fault there's no doubt that he blames himself just as much because he couldn't control bastard demon man who possesses his body whenever he's conked out.

dfufjskfjsl im sorry for the big block of test i,, i just have lots of feelings for him—for most jjk characters actually, they're just all so unique and fleshed out that they feel so human it's terrifying, like you can see bits of yourself in them gege is really amazing at making them even though he tells us time and time again that he doesn't like any of them wwww

RIGHT LIKE ITS AMAZING HOW GEGE DID THIS SHIT i could genuinely write out essays for any of the characters! even panda tbh, i have so much.. clouded thoughts in my head about how he obviously behaves like a human yet denies himself that humanity (that "even pandas cry" scene) and constantly refers to him as just a panda, mimicking how pandas behave, annoying everyone in the process

and yeah yuuji just. yuuji!! yuuji yuuji. i have so much thoughts about him that i need to sort out, but out of the shounen protagonist lot he is clearly of the less fortunate one - i mean, all the big major fights? he has never won them alone. not once! and, all the fights that he lost he barely got out alive. the fights he won alone are always with the small fries. like?? lets count. yuuji:

vs the curses in the first chapter - got out alive bc of megumi, gojou, even gd sukuna

vs the curse in roppongi - won with nobara

vs the curses in the detention center - he was alone and he lost and only got out alive bc of sukuna

vs mahito, 1st - junpei died right before his eyes, and he managed to fight off mahito only after nanami arrived

vs hanami - managed to fought off w/ toudou's help

vs the curse brothers - won with nobara

vs that old dude in shibuya - won with megumi

vs that grasshopper curse - won - the only (kind of) significant fight that he won alone

vs choso - alone, lost

vs mahito, 2nd - somewhat won, but with nobara and toudou weakening mahito first

vs okkotsu - alone, lost

vs hakari - alone, lost

like yeah, friendship is power, but in other shounen its typical for the protagonist to have a power up due to a friendship or whatever, and then they usually finish a big fight alone. not yuuji! yuuji always has someone there with him. its never him that gives the pep talk; its always someone else giving him the pep talk. yuuji more than anyone else needs people to be with him, reassuring him (eg. toudou in the 2nd mahito fight, megumi reassuring him that he could still help after the shibuya arc), helping him to talk things out (eg. nanamin after the 1st mahito fight, nobara after killing the curse brothers), takes the lead for him (eg. nanamin, megumi too, so many times.)

thats why its so heartbreaking when he decided to go off on his own. yuuji has never been the independent type, he needs people to need him, but other people's needs always come before his. so even if he needs people, if he's dangerous he won't stay near them anymore.

i suppose thats why yuuji seems so lonely. i dont think his friends would drift apart btw - yuuji himself distances from them - thats canon! jflaksjfjlfas. but i get what you mean, esp in the first chapter. he doesnt seem like he has built a significant group of friends in his first high school despite his sunshine personality - and then we learn that thats bc he immediately yeets himself to the hospital after class to take care of his dying grandpa, leaving no time to socialize with peers. at the time it seems normal, but that trait still stays so consistent after so many arcs: to yuuji, other people's needs always come before his own.

[wolf-stark]

You ask I deliver — both tfatws asks in one!

tfatws weekly ask 1

i finally saw ep1!! i wont be able to see ep2 until thursday at the earliest but i already have some Thots on this ep. here are the ones I remember

first is, and i'm so sorry for this, a grammar lesson. an appositive is when you stick an additional phrase in between commas, dashes, or the like. i actually just used one! the "and i'm so sorry for this" in the first sentence of this paragraph is an appositive. thing is, most english speakers don't normally use them when they speak, only in writing. so i'm always on high alert whenever i hear somebody in tv or movies use one. (it's generally a marker of bad screenwriting). anyway there was one right in the beginning of the episode. the white army guy yelling at sam wilson said "first lieutenant Torres, our intel officer, will be helping on the ground." yeah so. the writing of this series started out on the wrong foot for me. but the rest of the episode was obviously tons and tons better (every interview i see with malcolm spellman makes me love him more and more)

the contrast between the opening minutes (falcon action sequence) and the rest of the ep.... i would 100000/10 rather watch a series with just sam and bucky dealing with life. i dont give a single crap about the flag-smashers or any of that. i just want sam, sarah & fam getting their boating business back on the ground & yeeting racist dickwads, bucky going through therapy and making amends, sam and joaquin being bros, sambucky homoerotic tension, etc.

the cinnamontography! wandavision mostly used cinematography to signify era n stuff. tfatws doesn't have wv's premise to go off of, so here's some tricks i noticed:

with sam there's obviously all sorts of shots with the captain america iconography next to his face, but he hasn't totally claimed it. there's the mural of steve rogers in the background; there's sam staring into the shield like it's a spectre of steve's face; there's sam looking into the exhibit, the shield and sam separated by glass and a layer of camera focus. steve is a constant spectre, always there, an idea, a symbol himself. sam's relationship with this iconography is distanced. he is separated by glass exhibit walls. by painting canvases. he doesn't yet feel worthy to take on that iconography. this whole thing was pulled off quite well but also a bit on-the-nose if only in quantity. there's just sooooo much fancy iconography stuff

speaking of the exhibit, there's something that i get real pissy about. it's when like, there's an action going on you're supposed to be paying attention to but the cinematographer is like,,,, hey! check out this location! or this headline! or something! there was a lot of that in the exhibit. the camera was like, you could focus on sam and rhodey's convo (which was fine but could have been so much better with an extra like 10 minutes of deep character study talk) but noooo you want me to look at the symbol for the united nations and read all the text about bucky who hasn't even showed up yet. shut up i know the lore and ill watch the shot-by-shot breakdown yt vids you don't have to make the shot this long jkdsalcjklasejf

my fav trick was with bucky and the therapist. i had seen a clip of the scene with bucky and the therapist beforehand and i thought the cinnamontography was super obnoxious, but then i was like, oh duh. the shots frequently change the distance between the camera and its subject. sometimes it's uncomfortably close and sometimes it's really far. a clear allegory for the duality of therapy, esp for bucky! therapy is an invasive process wherein he is ruthlessly examined, picked apart, and berated for his trauma (this therapist is crap in every way btw, "mean therapist" works for greg house and greg house only). so the camera goes close. it makes the viewer claustrophobic like bucky. but when he's like "no i haven't had any nightmares" the camera suddenly goes really far. we see bucky as this tiny head in the center of the bottom of the frame. we are distanced from him. he has pushed us away. we cannot see him. he lies because he is vulnerable. so yeah, amazing work there. the therapy scene was hard to watch on purpose!

did bucky slip a note to yori inside the dollar bill? bucky stop making me emooooo. the suuper awkward fake smile has me 😭 (veteran trying to adjust!)

mark my worrrrds when sam asks someone y the govt picked john “white bread” walker they’re gonna say “we needed somebody everyone can get behind....someone uncontroversial, someone everyone can see themselves in” like that exact racist dog whistle

tfatws weekly ask 2

just saw ep2 so im taking advantage of the 2 seconds i can be on tumblr without worrying about tfatws spoilers before new episode drops

when isaiah said "your people put me in prison for being a hero" and bucky thought "your people" means hydra. 🤦‍♂️

speaking of racism, the interplay between sam being Black (anti-Black racism) and sam being the Falcon (negrophilia, "can i take a selfie w you as i deny you a loan?") and the intersection between the two (j*hn lichrally called sam "steve's wingman"! he takes the crypto out of crypto-racist in like 2 seconds!) !!!!!!!! a Black celebrity's Black experience, the separation of man and identity!!!! (thinking about vanessa bayer in snl in that skit "beyonce is black" telling her black friend "you're not black, you're...my girl!")

after sam gets racially profiled by cops we see j*hn standing in front of cop cars cinematic parallels turns out j*hn is racist who knew

this therapist sucks major ass but she got bucky and sam together in the same room and ready to collaborate...that's something ig. it was lichrally couple's therapy she said she used her miracle exercise with couples sambucky antis get blended

bucky says "he was wrong about you so maybe he was wrong about me"...that's not how people talk. when therapist asks bucky, the guy who doesn't talk at all about himself, "y do you hate sam", the last thing bucky's gonna do is actually connect his hatred of sam to his own self-worth issues. bucky generally refuses to talk about himself, so why would he talk about himself in the one context that nobody ever links back to their own neuroses: hatred of other people? one thing human beings hate most is admitting we're wrong. admitting you hate someone because of your own issues? that's a major therapeutic step. bucky would absolutely have to be prompted to do that. even like one or two lines of dialogue more would have set up that line better. but in terms of the actual thought? an amazing way to take the sam/bucky relationship. bucky bases his self-worth on steve believing in him, and if steve is wrong bucky has no self-worth, so 1) he has to develop self-worth disassociated from steve's assessment of him and 2) he has to love himself before he can love sam, and 3) he has to realize that sam giving up the shield is a sign of sam's humility not his unworthiness.

conversely, we don't get into why sam hates bucky? yeah sam has the right to hate a guy that has tried to kill him (albeit while brainwashed) multiple times, and now shows up in his life just to bash him but. everything happens so fast i cant follow their relationship

in fact i dont feel like i understood much of anything. like y did bucky and sam go on that mission together? how connected are sam/bucky/joaquin with the government? doesn't bucky just want to retire now? literally what is everyone doing/feeling and why???

if battlestar becomes a knowing commentary on the black best friend stereotype i'm gonna party, but i dont expect much of that

the interplay between man and symbol. captain america is obviously a symbol. the shield is obviously a symbol. but steve rogers? the. man behind the cowl? he too seems to become a symbol. a paragon of a good guy, so good he's unreachable. steve was just a guy stop idolizing him the last thing steve would want is to be idolized

as the resident musician/music nerd on mcublr, 1) that captain america rally music slaps, but 2) re: the song at the end of the ep, if you're just gonna rip off mozart's lacrymosa then at least play mozart's lacrymosa. we wont blame you the lacrymosa slaps (if you dont know what im talking about go on yt and search it up youll recognize it fo sho

look i love enfys nest as much as the next guy but if tfatws is gonna get erin kellyman to play another innocent little gurl blackmailed into the fakeout-villain position (her text seemed to suggest as such) then 😡 like why can't women just....be evil? young, freckly, innocent-looking women? girls are not untouchable pure objects but full of rage and resentment just as much as anyone can be

bonus ep1 comment: bucky says about that senator whose car he hijacked, "she continued to abuse the power i gave her." fictionaldarling on yt say that he says "i" because he can't disassociate himself from his winter soldier persona which begets endless and senseless guilt. like dude. can i not be emo for like 1 second.

OKay. First off, as much I enjoy your sending it to me, what made you decide to send me these??

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TFATWS WA #1

Don't worry about getting this to me as early as possible. I usually don't watch the episode right away.

1. Cool writing lesson.

2. Everyone wants a comedy show [like Friends] about the MCU superheroes.

3. Cinematography is always a beautiful thing.

4. Sam definitely has to carve his own Captain America status for himself, outside of Steve's ya know everything.

5. They have to do that for people who was just now tuning in because they're in love with Sam Wilson or Sharon Carter.

6. I think the therapist was taking a 'tough love' approach for Bucky, because she likely has some very strong opinions about the literal assassin she's been assigned to give therapy too. She did not choose to talk to him, she was assigned that make that clear in the second episode.

And, Bucky isn't lying when he said it wasn't a nightmare. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a resurfaced memory. So, technically he wasn't lying - and yes, the camera does move away because while he's saying he didn't have a nightmare, he's not expanding on what actually happened - so, he's still pushing the therapist/us away.

7. Bucky, and Steve, have/had a TON to adjust to.

8. Yeah, I agree that will be the bullshit line they give. If they ever actually talk about it.

TFATW WA #2

Yeah, always got to take advantage of avoiding those spoilers lmfaoo.

1. Honestly, that line was double meaning. Both about White people and Hydra [which is made up of mostly white supremacists/nazis] So, the line is gesturing to both White People in general and Hydra assholes together. I think the terminology is “double edge sword”??

2. This whole paragraph structure confused me, ngl - so I'm going to answer it the best I can. I do like that they're not ignoring the fact that Sam being Black is 1000% the reason he's not the Official Captain America - because the gov't is racist as hell.

I also like the little lines about how they point out little things about Sam's Falcon persona, like that kid calling him 'Black Falcon' specifically and Sam's response show the split between Sam and Falcon itself.

John is a dick for calling Sam the wingman of Steve Rogers. Sam was a hero all on his own before Steve asked him to join up again. [Side note, it's lichrally??]

3. Exactly, the parallel of Sam being profiled and surrounded while just on the street and John being surrounded by fans and being able to spring Bucky with apparently only a few sentences shows a Loooooot

4. Honestly, at this point I wonder if she's not actually a therapist and is just an agent assigned to assess Bucky outside of an Official Building. I do know, however, that her 'look at each other and speak' exercise is actually a real therapy practice. It's just a little slower.

5. Actually, I think he would've blurted that out. That whole line. I don't think Bucky hates Sam. I think they could've done the scene better, but I think that had Sam prodded him/the therapist been more annoying Bucky would've lost control of his emotions and blurted out the whole "If he was wrong about you, he was wrong about me" but I feel like the writing for this show is just... not there. Sometimes you blurt shit when you get overemotional and I think that was what Bucky was supposed to be like.

6. I don't think Sam hates Bucky, I think he doesn't trust him though. I do wish they'd talked about that though. The whole 'talk to each other' scene should've been a LOT longer and a LOT slower.

7. Sam and Bucky's relationship is being fast tracked because they don't really know how to work the relationship out, writers-room-wise. Bucky is technically retired, but I feel like he's trying to live up to Steve's expectations and doing what Steve would've done and we all know that if Steve was there, Steve would've jumped on that plane with Sam. It looks like Sam/Bucky/Joaquin are a side-team based from Military services but as Sam says they're all free agents so...?

8. Sadly, They seem to just be propping up to be another stereotype.

9. Captain America is a symbol. Steve Rogers is a man. But now Steve Rogers is an idol because of all the shit he's been through and honestly, it's not a bad thing he's become an idol for people - it's using Steve as a reason to make White Bread Walker the next Captain that makes Steve's idolization so fucked.

10. I don't know anything about music so I have no opinion here, sorry.

11. Enfys?? Also, I think they did the whole Innocent Girl Thing as side commentary for Bucky lowering his guard about seeing a young girl rather than a guy.

12. Bucky is the Winter Solider. The Winter Solider is Bucky. That is how Bucky will always see it because although he was brainwashed, it was still him and he remembers all of it. When you have constant memories of something 'someone else' did, you tend to not be able to pull the two personas out of each other. I want Bucky to take up the title, White Wolf instead of Winter Soldier. Honest.

This is all my opinion, I’m honestly a little disappointed with the writing of TFATWS so far so... I’m not really optimistic about this.

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Hey that's my water! ~ Shy!Jungkook x reader

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: fluff?? A bit of angst mAYBe like 0.002%, attempted humour but like, IDK how to make things funny ok don't attack me

Summary: Jungkook finished all your water while kinda confessing and you just ask him to give you time to get to know him. (and you're hoping that he doesn't change his mind)

{Note: This is my first imagine on Tumblr and I'd really appreciate any feedback and comments and notes. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy it!!}

{p.s guess where the picture is from!}

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Don't look. Don't look. Don't look. Don't look. Don-

You peek at the confused boy to your right who sighs for the umpteenth time in the past hour.

Focus y/n focus . It's your finals.

You look back down to your half finished paper and start writing again, but not before taking yet another sneek peek at him.

You know, seeing such behavior of yours, one would think that you're crushing on this cute boy, Jungkook.

Well, it's not fuLLY wrong, I mean, he's kinda cute,ok. But its not quite true either.

Well its just, its hard to resist such a baby face and honey-sweet charms, okay?? And the fact that you're a hoe for shy boys isn't helping at all

I'd say you're giving exams a run for their money when it comes to being avoided by Jungkook.

I mean the guy hasn't held eye contact with you ever for more than half a second!

That day when you bumped into each other? Nopity. One second he was there with books sprawled across the floor and the next second he wasn't. He didn't even look at you!

Then there was that time when the only seat available was next to you and the rest were near his "fangirls". Its fair to say he shared his meal with squirrels that day.

And then there was that day when the teacher had asked you to explain something to him since she was in a hurry and you were the only one left in class. That was probably the only time he directly talked to you.

By "talk" , I mean the low "yes" when you asked whether he had understood or not. That's it.

Those were the only times when you interacted. In the past year.

And that last time was like 4-5 months ago.

Weird, considering the fact that you share a good number of classes with him. Well maybe he's just too shy, don't stress over it you dumbass.

You put your pen down and stretch out. One gets stiff after sitting in the same position for so long you know.

15 minutes are still left on the clock.

Jungkook still seems to be writing.

Your eyes linger on his face for longer than you'd like to admit.

Ok but like

Damn

he has a sharp jawline.

Slice my throat with that jaw please

But still those chubby soft looking cheeks? Howww?? Then there are those doe eyes that hold the soft chocolate brown orbs.

Oh how you'd love to stare at them for hours on end. And tangle your fingers in the soft brown locks that are hiding his forehead. Your eyes wander down to the sweet brown pools of caramel that I mentioned a moment ago and you can't seem to avert your eyes from his.

.

.

wait.

.

He's looking at you.

.

Y/N HE'S LOOKING AT YOU

You instantly turn back around and stare your paper with such intensity that if looks could burn, the flimsy piece of paper would've been long gone by now.

Well that's an amazing way to initiate contact. Great job!

Since that creepy eye contact, you didn't even dare look at his general direction

Unknown to you, he was smiling since he caught you staring at him with a hint of a dreamy smile.

He thought you looked cute with blood rushing to your cheeks.

He should try to make you flustered more often. Actually he should've tried a lot of things.

But him being a wimp is getting in his way of even looking at you nicely.

After revising your paper, you hand it in and head out.

Anyways

yeET FINALS ARE OVERRR

Walking to the entrance, you make a list of all the delicious food you're gonna eat and get fat now while binge watching all the dramas that had to be kept on hold due to exam season TT

BUT FINALLY ITS OVER SNSMMDMD

YEEEHEE

The sun suddenly seemed brighter and the sky seemed bluer.

you put in your earphones and settled on a favorite after much thought.

Ah life is sweet

And then it isn't

As you neared the entrance, a group of boys caught your eye. What surprised you more than them staring at you was the fact that Jungkook was one of them.

They immediately went back to talking amongst themselves.

Huh

Anyyyywaaaayyysss its time to PARTAYYY

So there you were, minding your own business, skipping along the song and mouthing the words.

You know, beautiful life.

But this peace didn't last long when your tranquil venture was interrupted by heavy and fast footsteps behind you.

Oh shit what if its a kidnapper. Oh shit oh shit oh shit

Instinctively, you looked behind.

Jungkook

Oh wait it's Jungkook. Hah not a kidnapper.

Oh wait

its JUNGKOOK

What if he's here to talk about the weird eye contact.

OhMY GOD OH MY GOD OY MY GOD OH MY GOD OHMY-

He stopped right in front of you and you swore your heart would leap out and break dance in front of you any moment now.

He glanced behind him at a black van.

Oh wait maybe he IS here to kidnap me.

Good as long as the weird eye contact isn't brought up.

He looks back at you and you're like ????

He says hey

You say hi

And then you're just standing there.

He again looks back at that kidnapping van and this time some of those boys from earlier stick their heads out and give him a thumbs up and you're again like ????

"So ummm.. hehe.." Jungkook looks away from you and your hoe-for-shy-boys side is just really to jUMp out of your skin and on him

"hey you tryna kidnap me or something" you smile, trying to ease his extrEMely visible tension thats being emitted from him in squiggly Iines like those in cartoons and stuff

but you're like honestly confused???when he keeps opening his mouth and closing it like a fish trying to breath in air

and as cruel as it sounds but you haTE it when someone interrupts your music sessions and its not an exception this time either,

even though the reason of interruption is extremely pretty and you're entertained just by looking at him

"...heyyy??"

"oh um... well..its just.."

"You know what nevermind Jungkook. I'll do the rest"

you look to your right and

its one of those boys

and boYY HE'S just as pretty as Jungkook if not more and you'd think you're drooling but actually you're quite a composed lady so you just normally very un-creepily look at him.

Composed lady my as-

"Hi I'm Namjoon. I'm Jungkook's friend. And I'm just here to-"

"Hi iM YOUR HOPE YOU'RE MY HOPE IM J HOPEEE"

"Hobi cAlm down you're not calling yourself that"

"hiii excujje meee I'm Jimin nice to meet you y/n"

"jimin calm down and get insi- TAE DON'T PUSH JIMIN LIKE THAT"

"GoddAMnit I'm being sqUISHED you guys let me breath-"

"ah sorry hyung but its y/nnnnnn"

"thats not an excuse to FRIGGIN KILL ME Jimin!"

"i said I'm sorry hyung but come out meet y/n"

"wait but let me breaTHsjnxxn hoBIII"

"GUYS CALM THE HECK DOWN YOU'RE SCARING HER" namjoon yelled.

wow

Ok

"umm we're really sorry. Please gimme a sec" and then he was like guys get the frick in or I'll personally kick your asses to the moon and it was supposed to be a whisper but you heard it lolol

So you're standing there like.. ok hi nice to meet you all Im y/n and wait how exactly do you know my name again???

"Jungkook talks so muc-"

"aaAAAHHHA BBBBSHHH ye ye i told them about you haha ye ye that's why they know" and he's like furiously sweating and stuttering and you're like waah ok ok calm down I don't want you having a heart attack or something good god

"Anyways, hi I'm Namjoon and I'm a friend of Kookie here" he smiles and OH THOSE GOOD FREAKING DIMPLES SOMEONE DROWN ME IN THEM

"kindly ignore these savages here" and you find that really funny so you're like "lolol that's fine XD XD haha" and smiling and all

The rest of them introduce themselves and by the end, your name just sounds unreal because of all the "hey I'm y/n"s and did i mention each of them is like.. a freaking living masterpiece?? and like so so sweet, except the Yoongi guy, he's a bit quite but you can't judge because you're like that most of the times too but you're an amazing person and so might be he .

then you ask them why they are here

"so actually, we're here because," he looks at Jungkook, "Jungkook is a coward."

"huh???"

"well you seem like a sweet girl and we decided we'd get Jungkook to ask you to hangout but he is of course a coward and thats why I had to pipe in to save him because Jungkook really likes you a lot an-"

"AAAAAAAAABABABA BALAKLAVA CHOCOLATE CAKE BANANA MILK yes hyung I'll handle this you leave" and he's just pushing all of them back in the van like a sack of potatoes despite their protests and then they just...take off??

What the-?

"ehh??"

"um..ijustwannaaskifyouwannahangoutsometimemaybeifyouwant" his eyes are closed and nose is crinkled and you just wanna SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH HIS GHADDAMNED FACE

"uh what?"

"i..i just wanna..askifyouwannahangoutsometime"

"umm?? Sorry could you please speak a tad slower??"

and he seems like he's suffocated now, like his ears are just red and sweating even more and honestly he's worrying you now

"dude you okay?? You seem really red. Here have some water" Dude. Yes. You're cool unlike those fanfic girlies with their blushing and stuttering. You're a complete badass actua-

He takes the bottle from your hand and gulps everything down and you're just like hey thats my water! but you gave it to him to drink so you can't really say anything

and okay he really seems like a fish who just got dropped in a bowl of water after being on land for 3 days

yea wait that won't work he'd die so like

he really seems like a fish who got dropped in water after being on land for like 3 minutes

So ok he seems human now

"yes you were saying?"

"Uh...do you..um.. would you wanna hangout sometime? If you're free that is.. only if you want to though" and he's like blushing a little and just so cute and you just nsndnfnfkwk

But you're also like OoO

"i-i mean d-dont worry its not like a date or anything i mean if you want it can be a date but i don't think you want that so like its just normal two people hanging out and its just like I really like you you're really cute and i just wanna hangout and just-" he takes a deep breath

"uhh.." you look down.

He just kinda confessed to you so you're kinda ?!?!?!?! right now but you also don't like dating and stuff because? Why would you waste your time on someone when in the end you're gonna just get your heart broken and like, yea that might not happen but you'd just rather sleep

But like, this weird voice at the back of your head says that you should go for it even though you're breaking your rules but like rules are made to be broken you know but you're also scared but you really don't wanna say no to him cos

well you kinda maybe a little bit like him ok?

"uumm.." your brain still can't form coherent sentences

"it's ok. Don't worry." He says and you look up and he has this sad expression and you're like NXNFFDND DON'T BE SAD PLEASE HEAR ME OUT but of course you say that in a more composed way

Ms. Composed lady

"no Jungkook that's not what i mean um.. actually.." so you explain how you think its a waste of time and stuff and you also explain that you really really really wanna get to know him more

"so..can you give me some time? Please?? So at least I can have you as a friend if you don't like me anymore later??" and he seems to be thinking and you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind

"I'll take you for ice-cream!!" and that seems to convince him

"and banana milk too??"

"sure"

And the sweetest little smile dawns on his lips and he's just nodding his head and you're just UwU

"but you finished all my water though."

[contact-right]

OMG. You have no idea how much I squealed when I saw this on my dash. This is amazing, I love your brain.

Okay but onto Ray, because when I paired Brad and Ray up to drive for Redbull, I also had some drama in my head that can go really well with this. Redbull's second driver's seat is infamously said to be cursed (1) (2) And while said curse seems to have been lifted, Redbull still seems to favor their first driver. Most teams build their cars to favor one of their drivers, and from memory without knowing the specific races at the moment, it still happens that the second driver of Redbull has to give way for the first driver if said second driver is P1 on the track. ea also with Mercedes; Bottas having to give his place to Hamilton despite having pole position. Which became a whole ass meme but anyway.

While this is all explainable, and F1 teams prefer to call it 'teamwork', wanting to get the most points, it can really suck. And Brad and Ray are aware of this, and that Redbull may favor Brad as their first driver because of his breakneck fast driving style, thinking that he has the most chances of going against Mercedes and getting the most points. So this can already create some tension, but more so that Brad for instance at one time gave his place away before the finish against team orders so that Ray could get P1 and Brad got into a lot of shit for it during the debrief. Kind of a "us against the world" mentality but at the same time they're both contracted and there's not much they can do about it with the fear of getting yeeted out of the seat.

(Insert some Ray-appropriate dialogue about the fuck-ups of the team and some deranged conspiracy theory and you're there lmao.)

This also is very telling of how talented Ray is, being able to drive a car that has a really weird set-up specifically for Brad, and still being able to adapt to it and score some points despite everything.

But anyway, onto your amazing addition, I love the idea of Brad giving Ray pointers on how to win the race back from the pits, because he knows Ray can win this and now that Brad's out he definitely can and Ray being his sassy self, but then the crash. God, that's what I hate the most about this whole sport. When they crash and you don't even know what's going on. Nowadays there are the halo's, but still, ew, and your addition immediately made me think of Grossjean's crash in Bahrain which was insane, and for everyone who doesn't know what happens, read about it first before you look it up. (he survived tho, just burned his hands). I'll stop with the comparisons but I'm way too into this au lol.

Ray bounces back, more vocal than ever and everybody is very excited when he hops back into the car again, and I like the idea that when he gets back he immediately scores P3 or P2 and everybody just loses their minds, and he makes some backhanded comment after during an interview or something that just skirts on the edge but what're they gonna do? He just scored points, suck on that trophy.

(Also, Ray is that dude who's notorious for getting fined by the FIA for the weirdest shit, because in my head he would totally be that guy lmao.)

And imagine, finding out later that the crash you had earlier caused something like that, jeez. Way to pull on my heartstrings, but its genius at the same time. And the idea that during that day, Brad and Nate have this softer moment. Like they're so competitive and always trying to outdo each other and making jokes, but that intimacy is on a different level, and there's a different kind of understanding that forms. I also really adore the idea of Nate confronting Brad. Maybe others have also tried, including Ray, but when Nate tells him, it could feel a little different because of what happened on the day of Ray's crash. When Brad dropped his mask and Nate was there in the waiting room with him, holding his hand. (Ugh that image!).

Like some boundary has been crossed and for Brad it feels easier to accept and show emotions, because yeah, he's an emotional dude, but he holds his head high at the same time. Despite Nate having seen that side of him, he treats Brad just the same. He knows that Brad's hurt but he kindly tells him to get his shit together. (And I also like to think Mike played a part in this, being a big shoulder for Nate to lean on when shit happens and he needs advice. Basically, Mike being Mike telling Nate how it is.) Nate tells Brad that crashes happen, and it wasn't his fault alone. It's part of the sport, it's what they signed up for in the first place. And Brad being Brad rolls with it, giving some sarcastic retort, but he really appreciates it and at the same time can read between the lines.

After that, they do battle again on the track, and while they both enjoy it, constantly overtaking in the corners or in the straights, this time it feels more intense and personal than before. They don't talk about it, but they both feel something different brewing which can result in even more tension and drama, because well, I love the drama lol.

Thanks so much, your rb made my day!!

formula 1 bradnate au where brad and nate are in opposing teams and they're like, complete opposites in their styles, and nate is the diplomatic darling of the press and brad just wants to hit the gas, finish his laps, win, and get the fuck out of there and not get asked the same 10 questions or get dragged into the drama but as the two leading drivers at the top of their game, they can't escape it and the media just spins every interaction between these morons in some heated rivalry while they actually get along pretty well. but nobody off-track actually knows this. and maybe brad finds it all hilarious and during the next season, he basically has a free pass to talk shit about his secret bff, which nate easily returns so its just the two constantly dishing insults at each other at press conferences. also;

ray and his ridiculous sunglasses constantly bashing the fia or being a general menace in interviews. everybody and their grandma loves walt and goes ape when he finally gets pole. tony keeping it real on and off the track. pappy and rudy are that iconic duo™ from ferrari. trombley being that one psycho rookie driver who makes it his life mission to be the biggest nuisance ea; "i'm just racing". manimal loses another tooth when hitting the barrier but still finishes the race after pit because he ain't a pussy. that one driver, you know who, who has the most scathing insults on radio when someone cuts him off or tips his wheel and everybody is just straight-up terrified of this dude but he's pretty chill when you get to know him. just don't be a dick and drive safe. gabe and his iconic helmet designs that change with every race. mike the godfather veteran who's just there to have a good time during his last season but ends up adopting two stray drivers from the garage next door in the process.

the drama, the crashes, the bullshit penalties, new rules and regulations that don't make any sense, brotherly love on the podium, brad and nate being lowkey-highkey in love but they don't know because they're idiots.

i'm going to add this to the pile because i'm feeling it.